Time travel: Are you as professional as him in eating dog food?

The two men disappeared in the hall, causing everyone to be confused for a moment. After all, the one who wanted to kill him just now was the high and mighty leader.

But it has only been a short time since he changed his face. Could it be that...

The interested person immediately looked at the little girl and her bag on the ground, looked at the other people's stupid faces with a thoughtful look, shook his head helplessly, folded his hands, and left.

The two standing in the center, one red and one black, didn't know how to describe it for a moment, but the man in red reacted immediately and rushed to the man lying on the ground, his body soaked with sweat, and helped him up.

"How is it, are you okay..."

Bei Ming looked at the man in black clothes with a worried look on his face.

The man in black robes staggered, leaned against Bei Ming, stood up, and said in a gentle voice: "No... Master... I... am fine, but... it hurts... my internal organs are about to be..."

As he spoke, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and his body leaned forward.

Bei Ming immediately supported him and was about to leave when he heard the middle-aged man standing in front of them say in a serious tone:

"The headmaster doesn't care, but I saw it clearly. In the square, the demon goddess said it clearly. Moreover, the goddess has the most eccentric personality. And... how they attacked, I haven't seen it yet..."

"Uncle, you are just making sophistry. Even my brother has said that people in the world have similar looks and body shapes, not to mention Bei Yuan. And have you forgotten what happened before? Do you want to try again after failing once?"

"How dare you... do this..."

The middle-aged man was choked and speechless. He seemed to have thought of the previous incident, and that incident still seemed to be inconclusive... But he...

The middle-aged man looked at the person leaning on Bei Ming with cold eyes, his eyes burning

Bei Ming saw this and was about to step forward when he was stopped by Bei Yuan.

He shook his head towards Bei Ming, leaned on him, and whispered

"Master uncle, please excuse me, you want to accuse me of such a serious crime just based on my face. You can always find excuses to accuse me, but I really didn't do it... Why don't you believe me? You have to believe those self-righteous people. What did those people tell you... Are those words true?"

Bei Yuan's words were sincere, but his words were directed at the middle-aged man, and his face turned pale and blue.

After a while, the middle-aged man's face returned to normal, as if he had thought of something. He turned around, flicked his sleeves, turned his back, and said with his face slightly tilted.

"I hope it's as you said, but I will still keep an eye on you, so you better be good..."

The middle-aged man said this and disappeared in front of everyone in a puff of white smoke.

In the hall, everyone on the stairs bowed and saluted, and then walked out of the hall in groups of three or two.

"A Wish"

Bei Ming's face was full of worry

"A Ming, it's okay...but..."

As he said this, he looked into the hall, and saw the figure that disappeared in front of them...

A breeze blew by, rolling up a corner of the curtain, and then passed through the curtain and into the cold white hall.

A "pop" sounded in the hall, and a man as white as snow sat gracefully on the jade throne, and in front of him was a young man lying on the ground with his legs spread out.

"Ouch~ My butt"

The boy's face was full of pain. He rubbed his butt with one hand and sat up.

"Why, the dignified Pavilion Master Gu is actually afraid of such a slap, and... you actually didn't react..."

"What do you mean?"

The boy faced the man's gaze and looked at him innocently.

"You know who you are."

The man said in a playful tone, supporting his head with one hand and leaning on the throne.

"This...I'm not very clear about it, please...Ah Feng, please give me some advice."

"Ah Feng? Who allowed you to call me like that?"

"But..." The young man thought about it, rolled his eyes, and raised his hand.

"How are you, Master Brother~"

The boy's expression changed, and he looked extremely innocent.

"What do you think"

Looking at the man's expression, the boy raised his eyebrows slightly, patted his clothes, and stood up.

"But this doesn't bring us any closer, and you...are sure you don't want me to call you Ah Feng."

"I am not a woman..."

The man glanced away and reached out to cover the dark color in his eyes.

"I didn't say you were, but if you... want to say so yourself, I can't do anything about it."

As he spoke, the young man waved his hand, shrugged his shoulders, and looked at him helplessly.

"That's my question, do you want to..."

Before the man finished speaking, the young man walked towards the throne, put his hand on his shoulder, leaned his head against his ear and said in an ambiguous tone:

"You do think a lot, but you keep your thoughts to yourself and never say anything, so how can I know..."

After saying that, she rested her head slightly on the hand beside his head.

"If I tell you, will you listen?"

“You can try it”

As soon as the voice fell, the little head that was originally resting on his hand moved to the top of his head again, gently stroking his hair.

"I... don't want you to leave. I don't want you to be that stupid imperial teacher or to save that stupid prince..."

His voice was neither salty nor bland, and no longer so cold and ruthless, but his words made the people behind him change their expressions.

"You said...he...I was going to save the prince? What prince..."

The boy asked awkwardly

"You said you wanted to save him. He is your only obsession in this world. Otherwise... you wouldn't be able to use secret methods to stay in this world..."

"Secret method? What does that mean?"

“What a fuss…”

The man looked very unhappy. He was startled by his voice and raised his head to speak, but he saw that his original face had changed into a face that was more familiar than familiar.

"No... sorry, I'm a little excited, but you... haven't said what it is yet..."

Before I could finish my words, I felt the sharp gaze from under my head.

"What are you looking at?"

"Look at you...why do you look so much like the servant I kicked out of the palace a long time ago?"

"Ah I…"

The boy touched his face in panic, and then he realized that he had changed back.

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At this moment, the young man didn't care about what was in his mind, but hugged his head, straightened his head, and leaned his head against his head.

"This... this is not that important, but you need to know that there are some things you need to say. If you don't say it, how can he know it?"

"No... He wouldn't know even if I told him."

The man lowered his head slightly, his eyes filled with endless sadness.

“Then you are using the wrong method.”

"But I... don't want him to despair again..."

“Should we do the opposite?”

The man on his head said

After hearing what he said, the man raised his head suddenly and hit his chin. The boy screamed in pain.

"real"

"That's not true... and who told you that he saved me... that prince will definitely fall in love with him."

"Why shouldn't he love him..."

The man's voice sounded angrily, making the boy extremely depressed.

"So do you want him to love him or not...my master?"